Chapter 642: Archmage Leonardo
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That's why this guy chose the indirect way of communication to meet him, and he was obviously hidden in the half-plane opened up by the magic prop.
The half-plane is usually an independent space carved out of the planes of this world, which can be regarded as one of the pinnacles of spatial magic, but the most convenient place for this power is not the internal space, but its unique concealment.
Because of the characteristics of the plane, the number of half-planes is theoretically almost comparable to the stars in the sky, if not infinite, I am afraid that if you want to find a specific plane from here, I am afraid that even if you can teleport infinitely, find a half-plane at a time without repeating, it will take tens of thousands of years to meet the goal you want - it is precisely because of this unique nature that it has become the most suitable kind of existence for hiding secrets.
Even the power of the gods could not truly help the multiverse itself.
In this way, it would be impossible for Edward to kill him, at least for a short time, but he could appear anywhere at any time and cause Edward some troubleβfor example, by informing the gods of his identity as the owner of the kingship.
With his current strength, Edward is confident that he can deal with most of the enemies in this main material plane, but if he fights most of the enemies in this plane alone, I am afraid that he will be a little weak.
So no matter what, this guy has to find a way to kill him.
"Ah, speaking of which, my territory exhibition is lacking a lot of manpower, or, Your Excellency the Deputy Mentor, can you give me a little help in this regard?" he said after a moment of thought.
"Not a problem, how about fifty mages?"
"Too little. Moreover, casters below the four rings. It doesn't make much sense to me, a hundred. β
"Spellcasters above the four rings, but in that case, I can only give you forty. β
"At least eighty, and I don't want to be too old. β
"Forty can't be more, and besides, I've been ready to compensate you. β
Thomas said, holding out his hand, and a little silver shone in his palm.
Even if it was just an image of nothingness, the moment when the gaze met the silver ring. Edward could still feel an inexplicable throbbing sensation coming from his left hand.
There is no doubt that it was a fragment of royal power-
"You...... Are you really going to give him those things? Your Excellency, Mentor, this little bastard......"
Watching the black robe disappear into the flash of the portal, Rose Blake grinded her teeth in hatred. Then he turned to the red-robed mage who was still slightly jawed: "His greed knows no bounds, I heard that he ......"
"People with strength always deserve some respect. As for age. There has never been a reason to despise an enemy. Thomas sneered, "I told you not to despise him, but it seems that you only like to believe in the experience you get from experiencing it with your own body?"
The two of them hung their heads in unison, and the blood on their faces faded.
"Alright, let's show this pitiful look to others. I'm not interested. As long as you use your brain, you should be able to understand, whether it is a mage, a land, a soldier. Do you think they have anything to do with our goals?" Thomas sneered, "What does it matter to be endlessly greedy? he can never covet something he can't understand, can he?"
"But ......"
Rose Blake snorted, stopped talking, and then gritted his teeth, "But I'm sure he's not going to give up...... He's not one to keep any promises, or agreements. Moreover, this little imp's spirit is not very stable, and if he is desperate, we have to worry not only about him, but also about Hawking and Albert......"
"The magic core of that floating city is enough to quiet them for a while, the upper echelons of the magic academy have almost all been mobilized by him to join the study, and now even if someone wants to pass on some news to them through the guΓ² spell, I am sure that they will not be aware of it, if it goes smoothly enough, in a few days, the academy will be semi-permanently isolated in the half-plane, and those two old ghosts will still think that everything is in their hands, and then we will have enough time to complete our work." γ β
"If we declare war on the Church of the God of Dawn like this, it will bring us unnecessary resistance. And ......," Rudolph said. But again, it was not finished.
"Didn't he do a good job? All the problems were pushed by him to the Dawn Church itself, how much resistance can we encounter?" It can be seen that His Excellency the Deputy Mentor is in a very happy mood, even the successive questions from his subordinates did not make his smile decrease slightly: "He has already said that the Dawn Church is also something that needs to be eliminated for us, and now, wouldn't it be good for someone to help us?"
"Yes, my master. "But his power ...... If he gets too close to us, I'm afraid he will find out too many secrets that we need to keep, which will be very bad for us, and the prince may not be enough to use as a pawn to balance him. β
"But if you can get his help, it will help us progress even more, won't it?" Thomas said lightly, "If I'm not mistaken, most of the results we've achieved now have been obtained with his help?"
"The subordinates are incompetent...... Rudolph and Rose Black were shocked and fell to their knees.
"There's nothing wrong with being able to use other people's strength, it's also a very important tactic," Thomas waved his hand, as if he didn't intend to let these two untalented subordinates disturb his mood anymore: "Mage Black, those mages who help him, it's up to you to choose, don't compromise on quality." We're not short of that manpower right now, Rudolph, and if he asks for anything, he'll be able to cooperate with him. β
The light and shadow twisted and dissipated, and the magic of communication withdrew the energy it had connected to the magic web, returning to one of the countless half-planes attached to the main material plane.
Retracting his gaze from the magical crystal, Thomas Edinson breathed a sigh of relief. Reflexively sat back into his favorite large, comfortable, high-backed chair. With a flick of his finger, a small round table slid over the edge of the small circular parlor, and the invisible magical servant filled the wine glass on the table and handed it to him.
"Your subordinates are smart enough and conscientious enough, and the reason for their failures, and what makes you feel tired, is actually your own overly nitpicky personality. β
In the space in front of him, a young man in a robe said in a melodious voice. Smooth as fine silk.
Somewhat similar to the sub-mentor, he wore a long magic robe, but the pale purple color had a slight old dullness, although the lines of gold-embroidered magic runes shimmered slightly, binding the powerful magical power around him. But it can't hide the cuffs and neckline. The velvet was unusually smooth, and it looked like it had been scratched for a long time.
But the master of the robes. But he has a young face. The thin cheeks did not give him the feeling of weakness that mages often have, but made the lines on his face more pronounced, and even in the most demanding aesthetic eyes, it must be admitted that this young man with golden blue eyes was dazzlingly beautiful. The light in the room reflected the side of his face, and it seemed to reflect the golden light faintly, just like the runes on the mage's robes.
"Still. To my surprise, you just gave him something like that?"
He said, taking a stride around the long chair in front of him. A delicately shaped table and shelves with books slowly paced along the room, "Isn't that the most important body of our Master? Are you sure it won't anger the Master?"
"It's very dangerous to keep something like that in your hands now, and even my stupid henchmen can see his murderous intent towards me. Taking a sip of the wine in his glass, Thomas smiled coldly: "At most, collect a few tenths of the fragments, and he can touch the more real Pandorian Ryan." At that time, every fragment of the prison sensed his existence, and he was able to sense the connection between them, even if they were far away...... So I don't want him to find me for this stupid reason. β
"Did he get a lot?" the young man with golden blue eyes quickened his pace, and even added the movement of possession or tilting his head to the action. It was clear that he wasn't really curious about his own problems. But Thomas explains: "It's not unprecedented, but at least no one has been able to reach it for thousands of years." That's amazing, my friend, and that's why I pay so much attention to him. The strength he displayed was amazing. Even the power of God is no match for it. β
"The power of ancient evil would have been amazing enough. The young man replied casually, "My friend, as the holder of that artifact, there is no need to be so surprised even if he defeats a god, or rather, it should be taken for granted. After all, to our masters, the so-called gods are nothing more than thieves who have stolen some of the power of the rules. β
"That's why I don't understand why you're putting such an important thing in the hands of such a milky imp, and this imp is clearly hostile to you," paused, but unlike his companion who sat quietly in the soft armchair, he seemed to be trying to move his body, and his eyes turned, he grabbed the heavy metal hourglass beside him, and alternated between his hands, letting out a hey hey chuckle.
"Your current appearance does not correspond to your identity, Master Leonardo. So can you please stop?" The strange movements of his companion made Thomas frown: "I assume that the master handed you is just a young **, and he has not also made your soul young?"
"It has been proven that the vitality of ** affects the soul in a certain way. And if the soul ages, it will also decay in a very short time. So the Lord has given me both. The young man known as Leonardo sneered, "This is the most important point of the dual nature law in this plane, I thought you knew?"
"That's just one of your opinions, and I think that the soul, without external interference, is immutable, one of the few near-conserved beings in the multiverse. Thomas said, "So." I'm here, Your Excellency Leonardo, please sit down quietly, otherwise, I may need to ask the Lord if the specificity of the human soul is causing some resistance to his power. β
"Okay, okay, what a boring guy. In my memory, you are not like this, aren't the ** master of the gramophone a great ** teacher who never follows the rules?" The young man of Jin sat down according to his words: "You haven't answered me yet, why do you do that?"
"Because that's the thing, the prison or the body of the master, chooses for itself. Thomas shrugged his shoulders: "It's up to him to decide, I have no right to interfere, all I can do is try to perfect the master's plan." β
"Or maybe I've been in contact with the Juggernaut for a short time, but I don't think the Juggernaut would allow that little imp to hold something that important. β
"I do believe that you have become younger, but that does not have much effect on your judgment. Especially when faced with a powerful enemy that lacks enough understanding, scribbling and recklessness is a mage's greatest enemy. β
Thomas looked at the young man and shook his head slightly: "The opponents who underestimated him have all disappeared." And he's still there. As far as I know, his opponents aren't necessarily inferior to you and me, and a blazing god is enough of a headache, and recently a god has to be added. In fact, your old friend Albert values him just as much. β
"Something that will kill someone who stands in his way, something that obstructs and destroys his plans and goals, whether it is God or whatever. Is it because he thinks he's strong enough?"
In response to the other party's advice, the young man snorted disdainfully: "Actually, any fool who has just obtained a power that does not belong to him is always like this, as long as a little kid gets a knife. Even dare to find a bear to try out whether his weapons are good or not, such guys are always found throughout the multiverse, and you can find them anywhere. β
"I heard it just now, you said you want to give him some mages as support?" After a pause, a smile suddenly rose on the corner of his mouth: "Okay, then I'll take a look, if this little guy is really as powerful as you say, I don't think he cares if you give him one or two more mages, right?"
"Are you sure you want to do this?"
Thomas's brow twitched: "Or should I remind you that his power is now the most powerful in the main material plane?" The ability to dominate the magic net is enough to make your power completely useless, and don't underestimate the imp himself, he is a psychic sorcerer, closer to the primordial energy of the mages than the mages." β
"It's okay, I'm not targeting him, I just want to see with my own eyes how powerful he is. The young man laughed, and then opened a portal in the space.
......
"Okay, you can also go and rest, after all, the military camp is not as good as home, and it is difficult to recover from fatigue. β
Edward tugged at the corners of his mouth and said to Miss Claudia, "Or, if you like to wander around the territory...... Don't have that boring expression, I'll let you and your men go directly to the battle in the next battle, but it will take a few days, won't it?"
Seeing the female general leave, the Psychic sighed softly and sat down in his chair.
Under the influence of Pandorion's evil talisman, it is still a hassle to open a portal that can send more than a thousand soldiers back to the territory along with the chariots carrying them, not to mention that a series of teleportations must be carried out to bring back the more than 100 wanderers who are scattered throughout the empire and are responsible for spreading the news.
This continuous spatial shift always made him feel dizzy, and even with the power of a god, he couldn't change it.
Lowering his gaze slightly, he stretched out his left hand, which was flat in front of him.
So, in the flash of silver streamers, the short staff more than two feet long appeared in his palm.
His gaze swept over the longer shaft, and the corners of his mouth curled silently...... With Thomas's unexpected cooperation, this fragment of royal power came easily, although it may be due to its small size, it was not enough to cause a leap in the power of the artifact, but it was enough to make Edward's mood slightly better.
But it's only a little better.
If what was in front of him now was the freshly cut off head of that ** master, or the broken soul, he would probably feel more comfortable than seeing the royal staff, right?
I have to say that even if you get a lot of compensation, it's still annoying to let your enemies swagger in front of you...... And lately, the feeling of not being able to do so seems to be more and more likely to provoke his anger, or is it a side effect of growing power?
Especially the reason that couldn't be simpler - not being able to find the opponent's position.
o9997777777777777777777 (to be continued......)